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Who: Hux and Phasma
Broadcast: None
Action: Cirrusa
When: August 15th

[There was no need to send a message as he knew they both would seek somewhere they could get lost in a crowd to meet, making it difficult for anyone to follow them or overhear what they were discussing.

Things were going well so far. To those who knew him well would recognize the light in his blue eyes, the way he loosely grasped his hands behind his back, and the way his lips kept twitching upward showed just how pleased he was at the moment. He hadn't been so excited since Starkiller had fired successfully and they confirmed the Hosnian planets had been destroyed.

So he sought out the busiest street and waited during seemed to be early evening on the moon. Thankfully, he didn't need to wait long before he was falling into step behind her.]

Captain. We have a lot to discuss.

Comments

[flawless_precision]

[Phasma nods. They'd have to risk using the device if something else came up, but since they already had the location they could merely send the time; if anyone was spying on their conversation they'd be missing half the information.]

How are you managing with your crew?

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They seem to be from what seems to be the same world which is just one planet. Their society isn't that developed, they haven't really reached their nearest moon let alone explored their star system.

[It still baffled him. Being limited to one planet sounded awful.] The captain seems to know little about the ship itself and has little to no experience in his current position. They seem to know of the Hosnian System which has made things somewhat tense.

[He wasn't really bothered by their disapproval, he was secure in the knowledge that most of the galaxy wanted his head at this point anyway. It was only annoying to have to deal with it in close quarters every day.]

And what of your crew?

[flawless_precision]

Atroma does not seem to care about the ships in her Fleet, giving them over to such overwhelmingly inexperienced hands.

[Even more concerning, though.] If they were so secluded in their own world, it must be that they learned about the Hosnian event from someone of rebellion leaning. [It's not really a concern of hers who, precisely, told them, but how they might be able to spin that information to their advantage. Not being her ship, however, and having to keep a low profile doesn't give her a lot of options; Hux's crew she leaves up to him but she will mull over the information he passes on to her.]

[At mention of her own crew she sighs and squeezes the bridge of her nose in exasperation.] Mere children. Teenagers, lacking maturity, grace, and all forms of obedience. They appear mostly human but the captain sports a pair of wings. I don't know what he is, but I don't trust him.

I am not entirely sure about their overall competence, but at least one of them has the strength to fight. [Yeah. Possibly she got into an altercation.]

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The state of the Heron at least is an embarrassment but they don't seem inclined to do anything about it.

[But then against the crew didn't seem to know better which was a source of frustration for Hux.] Yes, the Resistance pilot has been here longer than I have so I'm not surprised.

[He's not concerned either way but it's information for them to be aware of moving forward.

He nearly looked sympathetic at how exasperated she looked and considering her normal demeanor he could only imagine her frustration. At least the younger soldiers and officers in the First Order were well disciplined and if they weren't, they weren't around long.] A wise decision, we have to be even more cautious in determining who can be trusted here.

[Not that either of them were really in the habit of trusting just anyone anyway, especially those outside of the First Order.]

Tell me more about them. Any abilities other than fighting skills?